Chapter 96: 96 dark clouds

Head to the house of the mile boy.

His house was a very average house in this village. It was a poorly built wooden house, but the inside was filled with warmth.

His mother drew a cup of cold water and cooled the mile boy's head with it. Green fever is a disease ravaged by high fever. The boy's mother was right to do so, but her burden was too great.

I see a vat of water.

There is an ice cube about the size of a lemon. It's not winter now. It must have been very hard to get ice that big. The edge of the skirt is torn up.

It was evidence that her mother walked far and wide to get the ice.

The image of Mother Millia came to me, and I wanted to say a word of thanks, but now is not the time.

I should have worked to remove the source of the mileage boy's fever as soon as possible.

I said goodbye and rented the kitchen of the boy's house.

There was a fire in the kitchen and a pestle to boil medicine.

I remember a saying that Mother Militia taught me how to make a potion.

"My dear Will, the key to making a potion is to put love into it. If you make it with the other person in mind, it will be more effective.

It is an unscientific term, and one that Dad Ronin and others have denied, but there is a basis for this, apparently.

Vandal, the god of magic, nods his head in affirmation.

It's natural in Milia, but it makes sense.

They say that if you treat them with love, they will pay attention to the details. For example, if you infuse the medicine with love, you will not make a mistake in dosage.

If you remember the face of the person who is taking the medicine and have love for him, you would not try to use the whole root of mandogola by mistake. The root of mandogola is a deadly poison.

However, adds the god of magic.

"But if the dosage is properly followed, it will be an excellent potion. Drugs and potions are two sides of the same coin. So what I'm saying is that love is the best spice.

Mother Militia knows that firsthand, so she would swear that mixing is love. I agreed with that opinion.

That's why I asked for honey for Luna Maria.

"Will, master, do you use honey as an antipyretic?

No, I don't use it.

Why then?　Explain to Lunamaría the look on his face that says, "Mile boy is a child.

"Mile Boy is a kid. I used to put honey in my medicine when I was a kid.

It's all about making it easier to take the pills.

That kind of thing.

That's great, Master Will, and so it goes, but it was all taught by Mother Millia. I'm just following it to the letter.

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Milia's teachings will certainly be passed on to the boy.

Mile boy gulps down the bitter unicorn horn infused potion.

In a daze, he drains the green liquid I infused and lightly opens his eyelids.

...... Mom, where are we?

"Oh, boy. ......

The boy's mother smiles from the bottom of her heart.

It was understandable. I was talking to my son for the first time in days.

"We thought you'd never wake up.

A mother bows to me with tears in her eyes.

Reassuring Miles is what's important now, and not accepting the thanks. I walk away quietly.

Lunamaria quietly accompanies me.

When you continue to the edge of the village, Zinga, who I thought I left behind, will come to you.

"Hey, hey, you're not going to leave the village without saying goodbye, are you?

"............

I was going to, so I couldn't argue with him, and Zinga saw it all.

"Well, we just had a party last time. You don't want to have a party twice in a row.

He said to me, "I'm sure you want to return to the Mountain of the Gods as soon as possible.

"I'm sure you want to return to the Mountain of the Gods as soon as possible.

I look at my waist.

There was the shattered Mithril dagger from the battle.

I wanted to be reunited with my father and his friends and have them see the dagger. I don't know if I could fix it, but I wanted to tell you that the dagger, which had helped me for so many years, was broken, just in case.

I'm sure Lunamaria is aware of my feelings. I bowed to Zinga and we left the forest together.

--We walked through the forest. Some are watching and others are watching. The one watching is Zinga, whom I've just parted with. Its gaze is enveloped in warmth, but the watcher's gaze is enveloped in hostility.

The girl wearing a jet-black robe spits out a curse, her mouth twisted into a curse.

Will, Son of the Gods ....... Son of Ronin the Sword God ......

--The words "kill," followed, but Will and his friends were still unaware of her presence. But a confrontation with her was an inevitable fate.

As if to prove it, a dark cloud has settled over Table Mountain.

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